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Oh, no it wasn’t.
Catching her hand, I tug on her arm until she whirls around and crashes into my chest. She fits so perfectly it makes my heart sing. I band my arm around her back and palm that beautiful ass of hers, pulling her tight so she can feel the effect she has on me. “‘Mistake’ is not the word I’d use to describe us.”
Her eyes darken. Unable to resist, I duck my head and take her lips between my own. Jen’s answering moan is like sustenance to me, and I swallow it down like a man starved. With one hand palming her ass, I use the other to angle her head so I can deepen the kiss. My cock is so hard it hurts, already beading at the tip and moistening my underwear.
At this point, I’ve craved Jen for so long that if she wants to use me to win this competition, I’ll take whatever I can get. If she thinks sex is her ticket to the grand prize, I’m more than happy to oblige.
Especially when she softens in my arms like that, clinging to my shoulders like her legs can no longer support her weight.
“Fallon,” Jen whispers, her hands shoved into my hair.
I nip her earlobe, inhaling the scent of her hair. “What?”
With great effort, Jen pulls away from me. She puts a hand to her forehead and lets out a huff. “I haven’t done this in a while.”
My hand squeezes her ass as I smile down at her. “So far, you’re doing great.”
Her cheeks are tinged a pretty shade of pink, lips kiss-bruised and shining. Taking my hand from her ass, I move to rub my thumb over her lower lip. I groan when she opens her mouth and lets her tongue dart out to lick the tip.
I want this woman forever. Even if I don’t deserve her. Even if she’s in a different league. I want her to be mine until the day I die.
But if she just wants to use me until the end of the competition, that’ll have to be enough. Grabbing her around the waist, I lift her up so she wraps her legs around my hips.
“What are you doing?” She clings to me, nails digging into my shoulders.
I grin, loving the little points of pain her fingers give me. “I know a place near here.”
She blinks. “I can walk, you know.”
“When I’m done with you, woman, I’m not sure you’ll be able to.”
A sharp intake of breath. A squeeze of her legs around my hips. Then I’m carrying her down the path, angling down an overgrown animal trail. I’ve lived in Heart’s Cove for years, and I know every inch of the surrounding land. When the trees open up to a sun-drenched clearing, Jen sucks in a breath. I let her slide down my front and turn in my arms as she takes in the tall grass, the patches of flowers, the fresh scent of the clean forest air.
Then she arches a brow at me. “You won’t do me up against a barn, but you’ll do me here?”
“The barn can be round two,” I growl, crowding my body into hers.
Jen backs up, lips twitching as her eyes flash. Her hands move to my biceps, and I love the soft, gentle touch of her skin against mine. Then I’m picking her up again and laying her down in the center of the clearing. Draping my body over hers, I look down at her eyes and try to memorize this moment.
Finally, finally, I’ll get to have Jen—at least until the end of the competition.
CHAPTER 18
Jen
Fallon’s looking at me in a way that makes my heart thump. Am I making a mistake? I’m listening to my crackpot friends and sleeping with a man who’s been the object of my affection for more than a year. He already left once without looking back—what if he does it again?
What if he is a distraction, and sleeping with him turns out to be a mistake? I could lose this whole competition.
But when his lips descend on mine, all thoughts flee from my mind. I lift my knee so he’s cradled between my hips, loving the weight of him against me. He ducks his head and puts his mouth on my breast over my clothes, and I can’t help but arch my back into it. He nips at my stiffening peaks, sucking me through the material until I’m whimpering.
“I love the sounds you make,” he says, lips moving over the damp fabric. “Love that you make them for me.” His mouth moves to my ear, hot breath sending shivers over my skin. “Want you to be moaning for me, Jen. I want you to scream my name when you come.”
When his hand moves down to cup me over my jeans, I whimper. “Fallon.”
“Good.” He gives me a squeeze, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasp, eyes flying open to find him staring at me with that inscrutable expression. His lips curl. “You’re so pretty when you’re turned on.”
Shifting his weight, he leans on his elbow and keeps his eyes on mine. His other hand works the button of my jeans open, slipping underneath my panties. His hand is big and hot and it covers me completely. My mouth drops open, drawing Fallon’s gaze to my lips.
